MOCK TRIAL

[mostwantedfrog]

[Once the house has been thoroughly investigated, Constantine appears again, his pet penguin following close behind him.]

You have found all that you have needed? Excellent. Now, you must come with me to the basement--it is time for a trial.

[He hops away, and if you follow him into the basement, you'll notice that the boarded-up hole in the wall has been cleared away to reveal a winding tunnel. It's not very big--the humans might have to crawl in order to get in. Once you've gotten through the tunnel, you'll find yourself in a massive cave, filled with stalactites and stalagmites. Boober might recognize it. The rocks here have been haphazardly rearranged to resemble a circular trial room. Constantine himself jumps up onto a very high stack of rocks off to the side, staying out of harm's reach.]

Now, your job is to find whoever killed--eugh, what was her name--Carolina or something. The chicken. If you find out who did it and vote for them, the murderer will be destroyed, and you will all go free. But if you get it wrong, which I am fully expecting....

[Constantine chuckles to himself.]

I will destroy you all, and finally take my revenge on all you Mappets.

[He sits back a little, waiting for the discussion to start.]

[TRIAL START!]

Comments

[its_not_fair]

And that's not my fault.

[biggerbadge]

I’m not sure if it is coincidence.

[its_not_fair]

What do you mean by that?!

[biggerbadge]

Well, you are so...inherently suspicious.

1/?

[its_not_fair]

[........... wut]

2/?

[its_not_fair]

[No. Really... WHAT?!]

3/3

[its_not_fair]

Suspicious? In what way am I suspicious?

[biggerbadge]

Well, who else has been up in the attic?

[Hands in his pockets, he has a thought.]

...Madame, do you have wounds on your legs?

[its_not_fair]

Jareth has. We found the figures together.

[She makes a face at him. You're asking to look at a 15 year old girl's legs, you weirdo.]

No. I don't. Do you?

[biggerbadge]

I do not.

[he sticks his leg outward, pulling up his pant leg. wound-free. he very quickly resumes his former position.]</small Can you say the same?

[its_not_fair]

Ugh. Fine.

[She frowns. Damn you, weirdo!. She leans over and pulls the bottoms of her pants up to her knees revealing her wound-free legs]

You just showed me one. How about the other?

[biggerbadge]

Very well.

[same thing - his other leg is wound-free, and he quickly puts his hands back in his pockets.]

Anything else?

[its_not_fair]

No... but... you do have a good point. We should ask everyone else to do the same.

[tobeginwith]

Whatcha got in your pockets there?

[biggerbadge]

Armadillo feed.

[he does, indeed, pull a fist full of armadillo feed from his pockets.]

For Jean Junior.

[tobeginwith]

Oh. I see.

[he just kind of scoops it all out of Jean's hands very quickly and scatters it on the floor.]

There we go. Now he can eat.

[biggerbadge]

Do you want him to be fat? That is entirely too much.

[He quickly balls his hands back up.]

[tobeginwith]

He seems smart enough. He'll eat it in moderation.

[He does notice the balled up hands though.]

What? It's not worth getting that angry about.

[its_not_fair]

[... where did you find armadillo feed?]

[asksforsolittle]

[not only that, but]

What about your hands?

[biggerbadge]

What about them?

[its_not_fair]

[Sarah realizes what Jareth is getting to]

You've showed us your arms... what about your hands? You keep sticking them in your pockets.

[biggerbadge]

Yes, because my armadillo bit them.

[asksforsolittle]

Your armadillo. That sounds like it could be serious. May we have a look?

[he gives Sarah a quick glance - a peck and a bite look quite different]

Just to make sure it isn't infected. I'd hate for us to lose another person needlessly.

[its_not_fair]

[She frowns. Is this it, really? Was the police officer really the killer?]